2 The Beloved to Her Lover:
I am a 1 meadow flower 2 from Sharon, 3
a lily 4 from the valleys.
2 The Lover to His Beloved:
Like 5 a lily among the thorns, 6
so is my darling among the maidens.
3 The Beloved about Her Lover:
Like 7 an apple tree 8 among the trees of the forest,
so is my beloved among the young men.
I delight 9 to sit 10 in his shade, 11
and his fruit 12 is sweet 13 to my taste. 14
4 The Beloved about Her Lover:
He brought me 15 into the banquet hall, 16
and he looked 17 at me lovingly. 18
5 Sustain 19 me with raisin cakes, 20
refresh me with apples, 21
for I am faint with love. 22
The Double Refrain: Embracing and Adjuration
6 His left hand caresses my head, 23
and his right hand stimulates me. 24
7 The Beloved to the Maidens:
I adjure you, 25 O maidens of Jerusalem,
by the gazelles and by the young does 26 of the open fields: 27
Do not awaken or arouse 28 love 29 until it pleases! 30
8 The Beloved about Her Lover:
Listen! 31 My lover is approaching! 32
Look! 33 Here he comes,
leaping over the mountains,
bounding over the hills!
9 My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. 34
Look! There he stands behind our wall,
gazing through the window,
peering through the lattice.
10 The Lover to His Beloved:
My lover spoke to me, saying:
“Arise, my darling;
My beautiful one, come away with me!
11 Look! The winter has passed,
the winter rains are over and gone.
12 The pomegranates have appeared 35 in the land,
the time for pruning and singing 36 has come;
the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.
13 The fig tree has budded,
the vines have blossomed and give off their fragrance.
Arise, come away my darling;
my beautiful one, come away with me!”
14 The Lover to His Beloved:
O my dove, 37 in the clefts of the rock,
in the hiding places of the mountain crags,
let me see your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.
15 The Beloved to Her Lover:
Catch 38 the foxes 39 for us,
the little foxes, 40
that ruin the vineyards 41 –
for our vineyard is in bloom.
16 The Beloved about Her Lover:
My lover is mine and I am his;
he grazes among the lilies. 42
17 The Beloved to Her Lover:
Until the dawn arrives 43 and the shadows flee,
turn, 44 my beloved –
be like a gazelle or a young stag
on the mountain gorges. 45
3 The Beloved about Her Lover:
All night long 1 on my bed 2
I longed for 3 my lover. 4
I longed for 5 him but he never appeared. 6
2 “I will arise 7 and look all around 8 throughout the town,
and throughout the streets 9 and squares;
I will search for my beloved.”
I searched for him but I did not find him. 10
3 The night watchmen found me – the ones who guard the city walls. 11
“Have you seen my beloved?” 12
4 Scarcely 13 had I passed them by
when I found my beloved!
I held onto him 14 tightly and would not let him go 15
until I brought him to my mother’s house, 16
to the bedroom chamber 17 of the one who conceived me.
5 The Adjuration Refrain
The Beloved to the Maidens: 18
I admonish you, O maidens of Jerusalem,
by the gazelles and by the young does of the open fields:
“Do not awake or arouse love until it pleases!”
6 The Speaker: 19
Who is this coming up from the desert
like a column of smoke,
like 20 a fragrant billow 21 of myrrh and frankincense, 22
every kind of fragrant powder 23 of the traveling merchants? 24
7 Look! It is Solomon’s portable couch! 25
It is surrounded by sixty warriors,
some of Israel’s mightiest warriors.
8 All of them are skilled with a sword, 26
well-trained in the art of warfare. 27
Each has his sword at his side,
to guard against the terrors of the night.
9 King Solomon made a sedan chair 28 for himself
of wood imported from Lebanon. 29
10 Its posts were made 30 of silver; 31
its back 32 was made of gold.
Its seat was upholstered with purple wool; 33
its interior was inlaid 34 with leather 35 by the maidens 36 of Jerusalem.
11 Come out, O maidens of Zion,
and gaze upon King Solomon!
He is wearing the crown with which his mother crowned him
on his wedding day,
on the most joyous day of his life! 37
4 The Lover to His Beloved:
Oh, 1 you are beautiful, my darling! 2
Oh, you are beautiful!
Your eyes behind your veil are like doves. 3
Your hair is like a flock of female goats
descending 4 from Mount Gilead.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of newly-shorn sheep
coming up from the washing place; 5
each of them has a twin,
and not one of them is missing.
3 Your lips are like a scarlet thread; 6
your mouth is lovely.
Your forehead 7 behind your veil
is like a slice of pomegranate.
4 Your neck is like the tower 8 of David
built with courses of stones; 9
one thousand shields are hung on it –
all shields of valiant warriors. 10
5 Your two breasts are like two fawns,
twins of the gazelle
grazing among the lilies.
6 Until the dawn arrives 11
and the shadows flee,
I will go up to the mountain of myrrh,
and to the hill of frankincense.
7 You are altogether beautiful, my darling!
There is no blemish in you!
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
come with me from Lebanon.
Descend from the crest of Amana,
from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon,
from the lions’ dens
and the mountain haunts of the leopards.
9 You have stolen my heart, 12 my sister, 13 my bride!
You have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, 14
with one jewel of your necklace.
10 How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride!
How much better is your love than wine;
the fragrance of your perfume is better than any spice!
11 Your lips drip sweetness like the honeycomb, my bride,
honey and milk are under your tongue.
The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 The Lover to His Beloved:
You are a locked garden, 15 my sister, my bride;
you are an enclosed spring, a sealed-up fountain.
13 Your shoots are a royal garden 16 full of pomegranates
with choice fruits:
henna with nard,
14 nard and saffron;
calamus and cinnamon with every kind of spice,
myrrh and aloes with all the finest spices. 17
15 You are a garden spring, 18
a well 19 of fresh water 20 flowing down from Lebanon.
16 The Beloved to Her Lover:
Awake, O north wind; come, O south wind!
Blow on my garden so that its fragrant spices may send out their sweet smell. 21
May my beloved come into his garden
and eat its delightful fruit!